"...We're brought up to fear what we're not." - Vivian, Blood And Chocolate.
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...I think that quote'll stay with me for a long, long time now.

I'm no film critic; but to put in my two cents' worth- I WILL say that yes, Blood And Chocolate is worth watching if

a) You go balls whenever you see the LotR trilogy ad playing for the 2347436th time on Channel 5.
b) You read fantasy.
c) You write fantasy.
d) You go ballsy over anything vaguely fantasyesque. ["Omg I think that butterfly's actually a fairy in disguise! (!!!) "]
e) Your friends know better than to let you walk past a Comicsmart shop unattended.
f) It is your honest opinion that the Legislative Council should be changed to the Legolas Council.

...And I qualify for all 6, wooyeah, go me. :D

Blood And Chocolate was beautiful. I was worried it might turn out to be some cheap horror flick at first- but after the first few minutes in the cinema with Maxy and Ting; I totally fell in love with it.

The werewolves were beautiful.
They were wild and beautiful and dangerous- chillingly so, and there's something distinctly wolven in the way they move.
...Fluid, maybe; almost lynx-like.

And during the chase- golly.
It's spine-chilling, the way they lose themselves in the sheer beauty of the chase...how they throw themselves, with reckless abandon, into the dangerous arms of raw, primal joy. Watching them leap over rocks and trees, fangs bared, sinewy limbs poised for the attack-- it's lovely, at the same time that it's terrifying.

It reminded me of a Bacchus-like orgy. The art of losing yourself; of hurling yourself into that whirlwind of primal, untamed, dangerous glory-- when the only danger (a real one, too) is not being able to find yourself again- to be sucked into a nightmarish vortex of heightened passion and hatred and the sheer joy of the Hunt.

...I'm writing funny tonight. o_O
*potters outside to check*

...Aaand no, it's not the full moon. On the contrary, there's NO moon tonight. :/

Which may explain why I'm feeling so strange. I miss the moon. I miss knowing it's there.


"...We are brought up to fear what we're not."
So, so true.

We've been brought up to fear the unknown- to spurn what we cannot provide a logical reason for (Science solves everything, doesn't it?) and we hunt down and kill what we cannot explain, cannot understand, cannot accept.

...Don't take this personally, but I- for one- find that pathetic.

When're we all going to realize that we've all got magic deep in us- deep, deep in us-- and if we spurn it and hunt it down with our witty words and clever logic-- we're killing part of ourselves?